Summary: This is
basically my own little story of Johanna Dark from the Perfect Dark
series that will make a very interesting and anticipated cross over
in later chapters. So please everyone enjoy The Dark Tomb

Disclaimer: I do not
own Johanna Dark or any other copywrited characters I may mention
within the story.

In a dark cold
prison cell the walls are pure stone. Ivy and moss had been growing
upon it for what looks like over a hundred years. Soft pale moonlight
shined through the bars of the window making a small pool of glass
like light on the floor. As Johanna Dark sat unconscious in the
corner, blood is dried next to her right eyebrow. Two guards walked
by her cell.

Guard 1: I hear that
the boss is really coming close to finishing that-

Guard 2: Shut up we
can't allow anyone to know…even if the prisoners are asleep we
can't trust anyone.

Johanna suddenly
awoke from her coma like state

Johanna: Wh- what?
Where am I?

From outside the
cell the two guards heard Johanna speak they walk back to her cell

Guard 1: Well well well
Clive look at this, the girl woke up

Johanna: Fuck you tell
me where the I am

Guard 2: Woah! Kitty's
got claws

Johanna: Tell me where
the I am or I'll –

Johanna reached for
her pistol but it wasn't there

Guard 1: Looking for
this love?

Johanna: Please just
tell me where I am

Guard 2: Look at this
Owen she doesn't remember

Guard 1: It seems that
way Clive it seems that way. Well love I'll break it down for you.
You broke into here trying to discover what kind of secret invention
our boss Leo was trying to create, we found you, bopped you on the
head with a gun and now you're here. That's about it.

The guards began to
walk away

Guard 2: So have fun in
there and try not to let the stench bother you you'll get used to
it in a couple of weeks.

Johanna: No wait
please! Oh what's the use…I have to find a way out of here.

Johanna began to
search around the room then realized something the guards didn't.
She always kept the special quick retractable grapple in her (where
else) cleavage. She swung the grapple around one of the weak looking
bars and attached the other end to one of the stone walls. She
pressed the release and the bar came falling down with a thud. She
put the bar in her back pocket and swung the grapple again. She
climbed the wall and out the window. Finding small ledges in the
heavy stone wall to climb up she began her ascent. Her destination
was the next window about 50 feet up. Just when it seemed she would
make it to her destination her hand slipped. She began to plummet
towards the glowing lake below. She could not grab her grapple fast
enough so she began falling faster and faster towards the earth. As
the ground came towards her faster and faster she began to hear a
very loud ringing…